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Текст песни Sprinkle Road To Cork Street

Sprinkle Road to Cork street
You may find along the way
People telling daydreams
Every hour of every day

Sprinkle Road to Cork street
Will keep your dreams alive
Make you think you're taking
A flying carpet ride

Stop along the way
Where everything that you have learned
Turns around to face you
Like a puzzle - badly burned

Through yellow colored trees
You see a world of reality
Sprinkle Road to Cork street
Is just like a mystery

Your mind is moving slow
When suddenly you've found
There's someone that you know
Now you've run a hundred miles

To find out who was there
But look around
And search to find
What was there

You think you'r lost and blind to everything
But soon you'll wake up dead
If you keep on stumbling
Around inside your given head

Then a man appears
Sitting on a leaf
Letters run from flowers reading
Reading Sprinkle Road to Cork street

(whistling wind sounds)
(ends abruptly)